There is a hamster running around Alessia's brain, having a nibble too, whatever is more painful. A warm set of hands wrapped around her waist eases the pain slightly, too bad it's too agonising for Alessia to turn around. A horrific noise echoes the bedroom as she gives it a try. The hamster is now having a rave in Alessia's brain.

Valentino is felt moving behind her, disappearing from her waist.

"No" She groans.

"Lessy?" His smokey voice is heard in the distance.

That's it, she goes for the bandaid tactic, turning around with the swiftest of movements. The after shock leaves the bed rocking. Now she has the urge to vomit. Valentino's sleepy gaze seemed to stop the sudden flow though, not wanting to violate his face.

"Morning." She hutters. Valeninto with his eyes half open, mumbles something inaudible. Doesn't matter, she goes to replace his arms around her waist. If you gotta do it yourself.

She has missed this, waking up next to a slumped Valentino, warm and half naked, just how she like 'em.

Her hands go to explore his face, fingers traveling over his scruffy eyebrows, her thumb attempting to leave a print on his swollen lips, all of what she missed. More content, when she feels her body being pulled closer to his, her pelvis now caressing his morning wood.

Note to self: neck kisses are the cure for hamster raves. With his new found strength Alessia is tossed to her back, his thigh pushing up between her legs.

"So, truce?"

Valentino responds with a caveman groan and more kisses to the neck. Firm movements and the pinning against the mattress, tells her he has longed for her as well.

The traveling kisses awakens something within her. Turned on? She is most definitely aroused, however it's not. It's a combination of nausea and angst.

"Vale, we have to get Esmeralda from the neighbours." Her hands travel to lift his head, making him leave her stomach.

"Ten more minutes won't hurt her." It is with ease that he removes her shirt, a magical act leaving her exposed. His hungry gaze explores her swollen chest.

"Vale, maybe we should slow down?"

"You want me to go down on you?"

As subtle as she can, her arms go to create distance between them. "No...I just..." Alessia feels awkward. Her lips are moving fast, "Maybe we should use protection."

"Protection from what?" His face is left calculating. Less time kissing restores the fogginess of her hungover brain.

"Like a condom." She implies.

"What, why?" Less pressures against her body as he rises to his knees. "Are you sick?"

A smothered chuckle leaves her mouth, seeing Valentino's worried gaze suddenly wander between her legs. "I'm fine Vale." The cold breeze makes her reach for her shirt.

"Great." Valentino is quick to stop her, resuming the eager kisses.

"That doesn't mean we shouldn't protect ourselves."

Valentino's sigh is warm against her tender neck. "Lessy we are practically married, you know where I've been." He smirks

"No, we are not!"

She wasn't meant to shout, neither was she ment push him off of her, but it all sort of elapsed into one. Was it his withering expression that hurt the most, or her unspoken truth surfacing without her permission?

"Lessy I..." He stutters. "...I don't understand If you want to get married... I guess we could get..."

"No Vale." She interrupts. "It's not that," She takes a deep breath. "I don't want to get married"

There is a pause, of time that is. No movement, no sound, no breathing. The crumbling of his shoulders said it all.

"No, I didn't mean it like that." Too late, the damage was done. "I mean, I don't want any more children." There was no way these were helpful words, but she figured since she was on a roll.

"But Esmeralda..." Something had been ripped, something most definitely had been ripped out of his soul and it wasn't even nine o'clock.

Alessia moved closer to caress his pale face, the only thing moving was his eyes, they suddenly looked grey. "I know, I know, but I don't want any more children right now, it would be too much."

A sharp wrinkle covers his nose. "Is...is it because of Max Biaggi?"

She wasn't expecting a rational response, but not this again.

"Vale don't be silly I..."

"No you..." Furious he jumps out of bed. "Alessia I don't understand..." He is on his knees looking for shoes. "You're really making me work for it and I don't even know what I'm working for?"

"Vale I'm..."

"Please don't." He rises to his feet, there is a shimmer in his eyes. "I've been clear on what I want, haven't I? All I want Is you and Esmeralda with me on this journey and that's it, you on the other hand..." His laughter is filled with pain. "Just fucking decide Alessia because I can't do this anymore, the going back and forth, the arguing. It's like some days I wake up to a stranger, someone who doesn't recognize that the people around them care about them."

Alessia was trembling under the covers.

"Is it the house? I told you we would be out of here next year."

"Vale that is not..."

Is it the fashion school? He is debating more with himself than he is with her. "I get it, you wished you could have gone with Alicia and that's why you're unhappy"

"Vale listen to me I'm not unhappy I'm..."

"Well in that case gooo!" The time stops again, but this time she wished for it to stay that way, that the world would forever be put on hold.

"Vale?" She cries.

"You heard me, go!"

"We don't need you anyway."

There was a pause and then the front door was heard slamming shut.